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Tuesday, June 8, 2010

It was Clay's last day of kindergarten today, so I went to the school to help out with the year-end festivities. Naturally, I had Brooklyn with me. We walked to Clay's classroom and the minute she saw her big brother, her eyes lit up. He smiled and called out, "Brooklyn!" then he picked up her up and carried her down the hall to the lunchroom where his class was headed to play some games. Brooklyn smiled and wrapped her arms around her brother and happily let him carry her.

Throughout the day, Clay and Brooklyn stayed together. He was taking his big brother role seriously and helping her every step of the way. And she was looking at him like he hung the moon.

When snack time came, Clay pulled out a chair for Brooklyn. He took her ice cream bar out of its wrapper for her and then helped another little girl at the table who couldn't get hers open either. It almost made all the times he punched a kid, who was bugging him at school, go away. Almost. When they were done with their treat, Clay ran to the sink, grabbed a paper towel, wet it, then proceeded to wipe the chocolate from Brooklyn's mouth. Then he took her hand and led her to the carpet for story time. I stayed on the sidelines, just watching the scene with a sense of pride and happiness. And, of course, wondering when aliens had taken over my kids' bodies.

I have to write stories like these so that I can remember that now and then I have a day where I don't hear constantly, "Give it to me! Give it to me! Give it to me!" in the most annoying whiny voice EVER as Clay runs around the house teasing Brooklyn with something of hers that he's taken.

How sweet. I often wonder why the kids react differently in situations like that. I remember when mine were in school, they acted the same way. But now that they're homeschooled, they are starting to get used to being nice. Sometimes. :)

Moments like this are precious. I notice that these things happen most when we have taken at least one kid out of the picture for the day(playdate or something) and change up the scenery.Glad to see you have such a wonderful pic.

That's the sweetest thing I've read in a long time. My kids, too, used to behave that way at school. Teachers used to comment about how well they got along. My response? MY KIDS? At home they're like oil and water!.... Sharon

It's a sign that you're doing something right! We don't get signs like that often enough. My brother and I are only 16 months apart and at times practically killed each other growing up. But we were also each other's biggest defenders against the outside world. All these years later we're still good friends.

That is awesome! That is also NOTHING like our house. lol. We have 3 girls and there is a 7 year difference in Girl 1 and Girl 2. And I think it's that difference that is causing them to be combative. The oldest wants the middle to act "right" and the middle wants to act her age. Then the oldest fusses because the middle is acting (who would have thought) childish. So we are dealing with that daily.

So if we ever have one of those moments like you have displayed here, we are going to take so many pictures and create a wall mural because that may NEVER happen again at our home.